Thursday 27/12/2012:

7:30: grüetzi miteinand!

8:30: uh-oh, only cheese for on bread

9:30: more post-retro stuff is being chucked into moving boxes indiscriminately more moving boxes are being packed

10:00: the Christmas special in The Economist has a rough guide to hell. Haha!

10:30: a light in the sky, bright enough to read a non-backlit (i.e. a paper) book by. Is this the mythical sun?

10:45: my eyes! My eyes! Where are my sunglasses?

11:00: preparing to go into the void, i.e. Wageningen down town

11:15: holy shit! Do they make an actual vacuum toilet? I mean one where the air is sucked out of the room? Could use it at the moment.

12:15: exchanging €45 worth of lottery tickets for €35 of price money. That’s actually a good score!

12:30: yay Hollandse Nieuwe (soused herring)!

12:45: buying things at the supermarket for export to Switzerland. Stroopwafels and hagelslag.

13:30: going from the old house to the new house

13:45: going to the supermarket

14:00: going to the new house to drop off some toilet paper

14:15: back at the old house again

14:30: going to the new-new house, which is actually the oldest of the three and bought before the new house was rented

15:15: back at the old house, which is newer than the new-new house, but older than the new house

15:30: Adding to the confusion is that the new house and the new-new house are in the same street

16:00: again at the new house to clear some moving boxes

16:15: I repeat my remark about the post-retro stuff

16:30: the new house will be called “boerderette” (kitsch farm house). It looks positively stupid.

17:00: a cup of tea

19:00: boerenkool

20:30: if I sound cynical about the moving house plan, it is because there is none I am…

21:45: in all the confusion about the house I forgot to mention that I cycled uphill here in Wageningen. I had 26 gears less than usual and an almost flat tire but it was still hilariously easy.

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